Now Stephanie realized what was about to happen and started kicking and struggling to get free, but it didn’t help against his strength. The guy pul...ed his hand back, and with all the guys cheering him on, brings his hand down across Stephanie’s bare ass, creating another loud smacking sound. To this, Stephanie once again started screaming and crying, when the guys hand came down again, and again, and again. Stephanie endured this torture for a solid 10 minutes, before her ass became too numb. Tony began fantasizing about his mom while he was at school and would be eager to get home to see how she was dressed. The sexual electricity would hit him like a blast when he walked through the door. His mother, in turn, anticipated his arrival and began to push it further. Now she only wore skirts around him and always had silky vintage stockings underneath. Sometimes she would even forego donning a bra and allow her long, hard nipples to stick out of whatever flimsy blouse she chose. She. Not so painful as it was loud and forceful, almost reverberating inside me. You keep your hand in the spot of your smack to let me feel it to my toes. “Take your bra all the way off.” I reach up and pull the straps down and toss it to the side as you walk to the far wall. I watch in the mirror from my prone position as you remove your jacket, and finish untucking the buttoned shirt I pulled at earlier. You start to roll up your selves exposing your muscled and firm forearms. As you walk back to. Darla and I were both swingers, and she had a strong vein of kink in her nature, possibly stronger even than mine. It had been part of the bond between us, and when I sounded her out on the sex- surrogate deal, I should have known she would go for it.Dr Wagner needed a volunteer for his sex clinic. They were seriously underfunded, so it was pretty clear that whoever took the job would be doing it mainly for love--in Darla's case, for the sheer adventure of serving large numbers of men in all.